--Okay, so I kind've went on a writing rampage this weekend and wrote three whole chapters! Dunno what happened but, I hope you don't mind! : ) Enjoy!--

11

The Villains

Tuesday

Twenty demons, ten good guys, and seven civilians. This is what we call a pickle, my dear readers.

Dean and his counterparts didn't move. Kat ducked behind him; Castiel stood slowly and started to make his way toward her.

"I'd top now, Angel," The demon who had first spoke warned. "Or something really bad could happen to these people."

"Let the humans go," Castiel said. "This is between us."

"Collateral damage." The demon shrugged.

"Let them go and we won't take off." Grumpy said. Cry-Baby gulped.

"Deal." The demon grinned. Paranoia opened the back door and looked at the huddled group of people behind the bar.

"Run." He whispered. They needed no second order. Lauren hesitated at the door, giving her friend a worried glance. Kat smiled reassuringly and nodded before the manager grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the bar.

When the civilians were gone, the demon smiled at Castiel.

"You know what we want, Angel."

"If you think we're just going to hand her over you're in for a big surprise." Smartass spat. The demon kept his attention on Castiel.

"Then how about we make a game out of it?" He said slyly, walking closer to Castiel. "If you win, you can keep her, if I win, I get her."

"I could send you all to Hell now." Castiel growled. The demon chuckled.

"Well, I don't think you have a choice." Without any other warming the demons lunged at the hunters.

Dean practically threw Kat into a booth and slammed his body into the demon that was coming at her.

People flew in all directions, both ones she knew and ones she didn't. Her heart pounded faster when she saw Cry-Baby receive an uppercut to the jaw, and was surprised when he hit the demon back with reasonable force.

There was screaming and yelling, gut wrenching cracks as bodies crashed into one another, flashes of white light as Castiel sent demons back into that horrible abyss we call Hell.
She couldn't tell who was winning. She couldn't tell who was alive or dead either. She saw glimpses of Sam and Castiel, and Dean's all over the place, but it was all a blur she couldn't bring into focus.

Someone grabbed her. She screamed and fought against them, kicking and squirming.

"Kitty, stop!" Dean yelled.

"Put me down damn it!" She demanded. He set her down in front of the door.

"Run!" Dean barked.

"No," Kat said defiantly. "Dean there is no way I'm-"

"Go now or they'll kill you!" He screamed, frantic. She still did not move. He pulled her into a swift kiss and begged her with his eyes. "Kitty, please, I can't lose you. Now go!" She turned for two reasons. One: because her instinct told her to and two: because she couldn't stand to see pain in those pretty eyes. She bolted out the door, heading for the densely wooded area across the street. The sky opened up in the late grey afternoon and she groaned. This wasn't going to be anywhere close to fun.

Now, Kat had no idea if our boys were winning or losing. But I sure do. Why, you ask? Because it's my bloody story, that's why. Oh, little too smug there. My apologies.

Anywho, they were losing, and Castiel knew it.

He shoved the demon that had charged at him back, waiting for him to come at him again.

"I should kill you slow." The demon threatened. Castiel smirked.

"Likewise." He punched the demon in the jaw, hard.

"The girl's gone!" Another yelled. The room froze. The demon that was apparently in charge growled in frustration.

"She must have ran," He barked. "In the woods most likely. Find her!"

"You're not goin' anywhere you fugly son of a bitch!" Grumpy snarled. And the fight was on again, but only for a moment.

"I don't have time for this." The demon said. He threw out his arms and sent every human and angel in the room flying into the walls. All except Sam. He stood in confusion for a moment, long enough for demons to start walking out of the bar. The demon smiled at him.

"Aren't we the strong one?" He said, snatching the nearest Dean off of the floor and hauling his unconscious body up, pressing a knife against his throat. "But you won't try anything right now, will you?" Sam didn't move. "Good," He moved closer to the door. "Go tell the boss what's happened," He whispered to a demon that was leaving. He looked back at Sam, reaching the doorway. "I'll see you soon." The Dean, whichever one he was, stirred, his eyes opening. He gasped softly when he felt the knife pressing against his jugular. Before he could fully react to the situation the demon dropped him and ran.

He pushed himself off of the ground and looked up at Sam, touching his throat.

"That wasn't pleasant at all." Sweetie said, shivering.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked routinely. Sweetie nodded and stood. There was a resounding sound of groans throughout the bar as each Dean came back to consciousness.

"What the hell just happened?" Grumpy bellowed.

"They cheated and pulled the demon superpower card." Smartass said, dusting himself of leisurely

"Where'd they go?" Dean asked, a sharp edge in his voice.

"They took off after Kat." Sam said.

"Damn it!" Dean yelled. He shook his head and ran a hand over his face. "Then…then we'll have to find her first."

"There is no way we can take on twenty demons!" Paranoia shouted.

"Don't worry about them," Sweetie said calmly. "Just focus on finding Katherine. That's all that matters."

"Let's pair up then," Grumpy sighed. "We ain't gonna find her in a big group."

"Yeah," Smartass said, smirking. "Let's split up gang." Sweetie pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Grow up." He said. Smartass stuck his tongue out at him.

"Alright," Dean interrupted. "I'll take Sam."

"I get Paranoia!" Smartass said. Paranoia groaned.

"I'll take Cry-Baby," Grumpy said indifferently. "He'll be safe with me."

"Then Happy'll go with me," Sweetie said, glancing at him. "Just, behave, alright?"

"No promises." He grinned.

"Cas?" Dean said. The angel shook his head.

"I'll be fine on my own." He said.

"We'd better hurry," Paranoia said. "They already have a head start."

So, Kat was running through the woods without regard for where she was going. The demons are close behind her and they have a head start. And our boys are just now going after them. Oi, this still looks like a pickle to me, don't you think?

--Keep going, there's more! But review this chap too!--